Lately, one of my most favorite things to do is reading in my school library. There’s something about the silence, the scent of books, and the focused atmosphere that makes it easier to concentrate. It’s like stepping into a different world, away from all the noise and distractions. I can sit for hours, flipping through pages, and not even notice time passing. It’s peaceful, productive, and makes me feel refreshed.
One interesting thing about my library is the kind of books it holds—books that are both academic and inspirational. Whether I’m looking for a textbook, a novel, or a biography, there’s always something waiting to be discovered. The serenity of the place adds to the charm. It feels like a safe space to grow mentally. Back here in my home, I often find studies difficult because of the noise from the neighborhood, distractions from house chores, and sometimes the urge to press my phone. But my school library gives me a totally different experience. Unlike before, when I struggled to study at home due to the many distractions around me, I now find it easier to focus and enjoy my learning process.
Another thing that motivates me is seeing my colleagues come around to read too. I feel good knowing that I am among readers—people who are also taking their studies seriously. It reminds me that I’m not alone in this journey. It gives me a quiet sense of competition, a push to do better, and the assurance that I’m in the right place. Watching others read encourages me to keep going, and it makes the library feel more like a community than just a building filled with books.
Aside from reading, I’ve also grown to love touring my school environment. I’ve discovered that just walking around, especially during my break time when I’m not rushing to class, helps me notice things I usually overlook—like a quiet garden corner,
Students' mini-market,
or students gathered under a tree discussing passionately.
Since I’m a freshman in the school, I’ve seen the need to explore and get familiar with the surroundings.
At one point during one of my little tours, I reached the Faculty of Fine Arts—the department where they mold sculptures. It is the most adorable place I’ve found in my school since I started moving around. I discovered beautiful, life-sized sculptures that instantly took my mind back to African traditions and stories. Some looked like village chiefs, dancer, warrior and a crying mother
The attention to detail in those works amazed me. It reminded me that art is more than just decoration, it’s history, culture, and identity frozen in form.
Both reading in the library and touring my school have brought me calmness, inspiration, and a deeper appreciation for where I am right now. I’ve learned that sometimes, it’s not just about what you do, but the environment you choose to do it in. And for me, my school has become a space where I can grow, explore, and belong.
Thanks for reading
@ritaetim
